Jiang Chen frowned slightly. He knew a little bit about the grudges between the Nine Sons of the Dragon and the Dragon Clan. Jiang Chen still couldn't believe it when he said that Prisoner Niu united with the Dragon Clan to plan the Warring States Period. And although the Nine Sons of the Dragon are all extremely cruel, Qi Niu is an exception. He specializes in music and does not like fighting. Moreover, the Dragon Clan has never recognized the existence of the Nine Sons of the Dragon. Even if they are the Ancestral Dragon Emperor, His son also did not receive any preferential treatment and was called an evil dragon outside the dragon clan.

But Jiang Chen didn’t know what the truth was. Now he could only enter the Warrior’s Gate to find out.

"What exactly is the map you are talking about? Is it worth it for the Dragon Clan to come out in force, and the elders of the nine Dragon Clan and Qi Niu to join forces to seize it?"

Jiang Chen's response to The map in the hands of the Lord of the Warring States Period is extremely curious, maybe it is the real unparalleled treasure.

"I don't know, but my lord never gave the map to the dragon clan until his death."

The eight-clawed octopus monster said in a deep voice, seeming to be loyal to the lord of the Warring States Period. , still steadfast.

"So, behind the Warrior's Gate, is a big world?"

Zixi took a breath of air.

"It is a big world, but it is a broken world. It is impossible for anyone to survive in it. This Warrior's Gate, for us people in the Warring States Period, is the Gate of Hell. What we have is not just death, but a lifetime of despair. The Warring States Period, the entire country, was completely destroyed. How can we, the people of the Warring States Period, forgive him? None of the people of the Dragon Clan have any good things."

The anger in the eight-clawed octopus monster’s heart can be imagined.

"This is the first time I have heard of the broken world."

Zixi's expression became more solemn. He had never heard of it. This world is parallel. Yes, even space artifacts are extremely precious, let alone an independent world.

“I want to see what kind of world is inside this Warrior’s Gate.”

Jiang Chen’s eyes were burning as he stepped into the Warrior’s Gate.

When Jiang Chen stepped in, the whole world seemed to have undergone great changes. The mountains, rivers and vegetation had all withered, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and the sky was covered with clouds. This seemed to be a world carrying A world of countless resentments. As far as the eye can see, there are endless mountains, ancient trees turned to ashes, thousands of miles of water, and every corner is frightening.

There are piles of dead bones and thousands of demon spirits everywhere, which is staggering.

“Those are all sirens.”

The eight-clawed octopus monster said in a deep voice.

Jiang Chen saw countless demon spirits, including gods and humans, gods, and gods.There are many demon spirits in the King Realm. At a glance, they are extremely desolate and tragic.

"Those thousands of fighting souls, I will completely save them. Although the Dayu Soul-Jointing Lamp has devoured them, it does not mean that I will refine them all."< br />
Jiang Chen’s words made the eight-clawed octopus monster slightly startled. Jiang Chen’s words were what moved him the most. They had all been dead for tens of millions of years, but at this Warrior’s Gate, Not being able to reincarnate can be considered a prison of death. Jiang Chen's words made him feel a little warm.

"If you can really save all our Warring States people, we will always be grateful for your great kindness."

The eight-clawed octopus monster stared at Jiang Chen with a serious expression.

"If I have this ability, I will definitely prove it."

Jiang Chen knew that this Warrior's Gate was extremely difficult, especially since he couldn't see through it in the end. What kind of existence is the gate, Zixi, Donghuang Zhuoqing, and Qu Tianshu are all the same.

“How big is this broken world?”

Donghuang Zhuo Qing asked.

“I don’t know because I have never reached the end of it, and I believe many people are the same as me.”

The eight-clawed octopus monster’s answer, once again Jiang Chen and others were shocked, infinity? This statement is a bit hard to accept. The Warrior's Gate may be very big, but it is obviously unrealistic to say it is infinite.

　"Hoar!"

A roar echoed on the top of the mountain. The people in the distance also became extremely frightened at this time. Gintama The others quickly pushed back. On the top of the mountain, there was only a wind-like young man, looking down on all living beings under the clouds.

"That's the Holy Soul Mountain! It's the place where the soul of our Warring States princess, Princess Bingying, is buried. Back then, Princess Bingying had no face to face the people of the Warring States period, and no more face to see her father. Burning Fighting soul, bury yourself in Holy Soul Mountain. Now think about it, Princess Bingying is also a miserable person."

The eight-clawed octopus monster whispered.

"Holy Soul Mountain? This fighting spirit seems to have driven everyone off Holy Soul Mountain."

Jiang Chen murmured.

"This guy is so arrogant, he actually drove us all down. There must be something fishy in this mountain."

Hei Cha gritted his teeth and said, although he was very dissatisfied, there was nothing he could do. Even when they joined forces, they were unable to compete with Dou Ling, and in the end they had no choice but to let it go.

"Stay steady, don't be impulsive. Although this guy is hateful, he is not worthy of us using our final trump card. After all, that Donghuang SectThe guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the young city lord of the city lord's mansion. Now all the elders have disappeared, and we can only rely on ourselves. "

Gintama whispered.

"I wonder what this Dou Ling wants to do? ”

Lei Ban was also puzzled. This guy was on the Holy Soul Mountain, but he couldn’t start. Instead, he kept walking around, seeming to be looking for something.

On the Holy Soul Mountain, Dou Ling's eyes were full of light and he murmured:

"Holy Ancestor, I have felt your existence. You failed to escape back then. Trapped in this warrior's gate, the entire Dou Shen clan mourns for you. "

As soon as Dou Ling finished speaking, the spine in his hand continued to tremble. Dou Ling's feeling became more real. This is the aura of the Saint Ancestor of the Dou Shen Clan. It is absolutely unmistakable. Back then, The Saint Ancestors of the Dou Shen Clan, with their peerless magical skills, were unable to escape from the Warriors' Gate, but in the end they sent the news back to the Dou Shen Clan. Earth, even if a strong man in the imperial realm takes action, he may not be able to break the seal. Therefore, you must use the blood of the dragon as a guide and the energy in my spine as a supplement. Only under the guidance of the blood of the dragon, the holy soul Only when the seal of the mountain reaches its lowest level can there be any hope of breaking the seal of the Holy Soul Mountain and refining Princess Bingying's divine bones. The map is hidden in her divine bones. The leader of the Warring States Period had a great reputation, and he was self-righteous, but in the end I discovered the map. Hum. "

The voice in the spine said lightly with a hint of sneer.

"The Holy Ancestor is unparalleled in wisdom. "

Dou Ling said respectfully.

"It's a pity that I have been dead for thousands of years. In order to leave this spine to pass on the end of the world and break the seal of the prisoner cow, my soul It has been exhausted, and this map must be brought back to the Dou Shen Clan. This section of the spine, combined with the heaven-defying map, may be able to help me be reborn, who knows. "

"I will obey the decree of the Holy Ancestor. ”